He was never entirely sure what “financial services” meant–it seemed to cover a spectrum from innocent to guilty and then extremely guilty with knobs on.
Kate Atkinson, Death at the Sign of the Rook, pp. 194 – 195
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Just Some Amazing Prose about Rooks
Simon scoffed the lot [of cookies] on the trek back to the vicarage, throwing the crumbs to the rooks that trailed him everywhere knowing he always fed them at some point during the day. They had an astonishing collective memory and got quite aggressive with him if he didn’t provide for them. They had been exiled from the East Wing of Burton Makepeace when it was converted into a hotel and seemed to hold him personally responsible for their diaspora.
Kate Atkinson, Death at the Sign of the Rook, p. 186
Maybe It’s a Case of “Midwest Nice”
These days, if Ben were ever actually to come face to face with the man who had planted the IED that had blown up his life, he suspected he would probably shake his hand and say something about letting bygones be bygones. The Jennings were unfailingly polite, even to their enemies, unless they were actually killing them.
Kate Atkinson, Death at the Sign of the Rook, p. 158
Funny Quote about Russians
Thanks to Tatiana and her connections, [Jackson] had done a lot of work for Russians when the Russians had still been around, and Russians loved cash. They weren’t oligarchs, just ordinary people (or at least he had liked to think they were), but even ordinary people if they were Russian made everything seem illegal, even when it wasn’t. Or perhaps it was.
Kate Atkinson, Death at the Sign of the Rook, pp. 137 – 138
Espresso Machine, Drama Queen
She ignored him while the coffee machine went through its noisy, dramatic performance in order to make a thimbleful of espresso.
Kate Atkinson, Death at the Sign of the Rook, p. 137
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